Archive for March, 2008

If The Rotund is late to the 100-calorie pack party, then I’m hanging around the front yard the next morning trying to snag some empty beer cans. But upon reflection, 100-calorie packs = the diabolically clever new incarnation of the Roman edict to “give them bread and circuses.” Give them bread, but give it to […]

(I’m not dead! Really! Just comatose from the bar exam for a while, that’s all.) I picked up a copy of Quarterlife Crisis last week, and about forty pages in I realized that the book was doing me no good, mostly because I’ve already had my quarterlife crisis, thanks. (Had it right out of undergrad. […]